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Pale at its ghastly noon	A
Pauses above the death still wood the moon	A
The night sprite sighing through the dim air stirs	B
The clouds descend in rain	C
Mourning the wan stars wane	C
Flickering like dying lamps in sepulchres	B
Haggard as spectres vision like and dumb	D
Dark with the pomp of death and moving slow	E
Towards that sad lair the pale procession come	D
Where the grave closes on the night below	E
	-
With dim deep sunken eye	F
Crutched on his staff who trembles tottering by	F
As wrung from out the shattered heart one groan	G
Breaks the deep hush alone	G
Crushed by the iron fate he seems to gather	H
All life's last strength to stagger to the bier	I
And hearken Do these cold lips murmur Father	H
The sharp rain drizzling through that place of fear	J
Pierces the bones gnawed fleshless by despair	K
And the heart's horror stirs the silver hair	K
	-
Fresh bleed the fiery wounds	B
Through all that agonizing heart undone	L
Still on the voiceless lips my Father sounds	B
And still the childless Father murmurs Son	L
Ice cold ice cold in that white shroud he lies	B
Thy sweet and golden dreams all vanished there	K
The sweet and golden name of Father dies	B
Into thy curse ice cold ice cold he lies	B
Dead what thy life's delight and Eden were	H
	-
Mild as when fresh from the arms of Aurora	M
While the air like Elysium is smiling above	N
Steeped in rose breathing odors the darling of Flora	M
Wantons over the blooms on his winglets of love	N
So gay o'er the meads went his footsteps in bliss	B
The silver wave mirrored the smile of his face	B
Delight like a flame kindled up at his kiss	B
And the heart of the maid was the prey of his chase	B
	-
Boldly he sprang to the strife of the world	O
As a deer to the mountain top carelessly springs	B
As an eagle whose plumes to the sun are unfurled	O
Swept his hope round the heaven on its limitless wings	B
Proud as a war horse that chafes at the rein	C
That kingly exults in the storm of the brave	P
That throws to the wind the wild stream of its mane	C
Strode he forth by the prince and the slave	P
	-
Life like a spring day serene and divine	Q
In the star of the morning went by as a trance	B
His murmurs he drowned in the gold of the wine	Q
And his sorrows were borne on the wave of the dance	B
	-
Worlds lay concealed in the hopes of his youth	R
When once he shall ripen to manhood and fame	S
Fond father exult In the germs of his youth	R
What harvests are destined for manhood and fame	S
	-
Not to be was that manhood The death bell is knelling	T
The hinge of the death vault creaks harsh on the ears	B
How dismal O Death is the place of thy dwelling	T
Not to be was that manhood Flow on bitter tears	B
Go beloved thy path to the sun	L
Rise world upon world with the perfect to rest	U
Go quaff the delight which thy spirit has won	L
And escape from our grief in the Halls of the Blest	U
	-
Again in that thought what a healing is found	V
To meet in the Eden to which thou art fled	W
Hark the coffin sinks down with a dull sullen sound	V
And the ropes rattle over the sleep of the dead	W
And we cling to each other O Grave he is thine	Q
The eye tells the woe that is mute to the ears	B
And we dare to resent what we grudge to resign	Q
Till the heart's sinful murmur is choked in its tears	B
Pale at its ghastly noon	A
Pauses above the death still wood the moon	A
The night sprite sighing through the dim air stirs	B
The clouds descend in rain	C
Mourning the wan stars wane	C
Flickering like dying lamps in sepulchres	B
The dull clods swell into the sullen mound	V
Earth one look yet upon the prey we gave	P
The grave locks up the treasure it has found	V
Higher and higher swells the sullen mound	V
Never gives back the grave	P

Friedrich Schiller

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